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Mar 2018
VII
Touch my cheek again,
Let's see if your breath stops halfway through your throat like time is frozen.
Like mine did.

Brush my knee again,
And watch as the hairs on my legs rise, and goosebumps pop up haphazardly to say hello
Because- oh my god, what am I doing

And turn away again,
Because saying that sentence has snapped you out of a trance, and you've realized again.
I'm not her. And trust me, it hurts me just as much.

Then leave again,
Let me wonder why I ever let you into my heart, just to watch it shatter into a thousand crimson drops as you exit.
But this time?
Don't come back.
If you're here, be here for good.
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Dev  19/F/Australia
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